DUKE: Patrick, when will ya start standing on your own feet? I can’t support ya forever, son! There’ll be a time when... you kids will have to live off the selling of Island of the Sky and High and Mighty...
PATRICK: Daddy, they all call you the top-boxoffice-draw! But us, we get nothin‘! All we got is that old boat of yours, and you force us to sail along! And you know I’m getting seasick! No, I ain’t gettin up!
DUKE: Patrick, you one of them spoiled Hollywood-kids! Didn’t I give you good parts in my movies?
PATRICK: Just tiny bit parts! You cut me out completely of that Alamo-picture! You allowed them injuns to kill me in the middle of Comancheros! Look at Kirk and Michael Douglas! Michael‘s much more famous than me! That ain’t fair!
DUKE: Patrick, I think I have to talk to your mother. You couldn’t possibly be my son!
PATRICK: Oh yeah? Then where d’ya think I got all that bad grammar from?
